Dream's Mysterium

Tag: poets

  • The Tortoise IS the Hare!

    The Tortoise IS the Hare!

    The tortoise IS the hare!Or are you not aware?You and I are one.It’s true and ain’t it fun?That’s why I have such love for youOne sibling to another.We may have different historiesBut we have the same Mother.

  • God is Within

    God is Within

    Block all negativity.Think of your divinity.Christ is just inside you.Allow that man to guide you. Don’t fall for traps.Don’t fall for lies.It’s too easy to do.Don’t take the old texts lit’rally.You might not think they’re true.They’re not meant to be historic accountsOf the lives of gods and men.They’re all about the Stars, you see.And God…

  • Daughter

    Daughter

    Legitimately stoned,I’m sitting on my throne,And visiting my momBecause I hate living alone.But you, my dear, escapeth me.I tried, but somehow failed.If I knew then what I know now,I’d tell a different tale.Alas but such is life,And at leastI can say I tried.I still see an awakeningEre either of us die.

  • Feeling is the Secret

    Feeling is the Secret

    Feeling is the secretAs Neville Goddard said.Not in actions, nor in deeds.It’s in our thoughts instead.So think only the purest thoughts.And watch your life transform.Evil hath no home for you.Though evil is the norm.

  • I am (Not)

    I am (Not)

    One thing about me is that I do not keep a journal. I’ve heard lots of people suggest that doing so is a good idea but I’ve never had any inclination to do that because I have really excellent recall of past events, but also because I write so much poetry it serves as a…

  • Tetris

    I’m pretty good at TetrisBut that is not a skill.I just like playing puzzle games.But that shit isn’t real.Being good at gaming mightAppeal to some young folk.But I like being good at thingsWhere thoughts can be provoked.

  • Planets

    Planets

    It’s all astrotheology.Regardless of philosophy…The ancient texts’re about the stars.The planets too, including Mars.The seven days of the week, are thus:The seven solar planets, trust.You see the Sun and Moon are, too,Planets in the heavens. Truth.

  • Do Not Fret! They Will Lose!

    Defeat is at the feet of allWho seek to keep us dumb.More awaken every day.It’s just a rule of thumb.Liars are victims of their hubris.None of them are goodAt convincing me the lie is real.This must be understood.

  • Marbles

    Marbles

    I cannot find my marbles.But I don’t think they’re lost.My life is such a marvel.No matter what the cost.It took trials to get here.But I knew when I departedThat it was going to be this difficult.I knew it when I started.

  • Fungi’s Flowers

    Fungi’s Flowers

    This is a poem from a book I am editing and will be releasing soon. (so keep an eye out!) Shrooms are fungis’ flowers.At the appro’prite hour,They blossom in the groundAnd spread their spores around.The fruit of all their labor—And some of them we savor.To breed, a fungi flowersAt the appro’prite hour.

  • When You Dream…

    When you dream, your soul takes flight.Soars into the night— Where it visits, doubtless,You’re sure to meet The Countess. And when you see herSay for me,“Ben called you a fraud.”That woman owes me fifty bucks.Such a freaking sod—

  • Thank you Emily Dickinson

    Thank you Emily Dickinson

    I traveled all across the worldFound my God inside me.A wonder that it took this long.It’s not like he was hiding.But we’re not meant to recallThat we are all a partOf all there is and all that’s been.Just keep an open heart.Your heart will guide you to the truthAs sure as sure can be.Emily helped…

  • Suave

    Suave

    Gotta stop being uglyAnd only be suave.Can’t listen to others.I don’t like the mobWho sits and critiques whatThey cannot achieve.What I think’s what matters.The only reprieve.

  • Thrive

    Thrive

    I live in the projects I’ve planned in my head.If I were less driven then I would be dead.I have to create to feel I am alive.But I don’t just live.My precious,I thrive.

  • Kings

    There are kings in this worldBut they do not wear crowns.Me? I wear flowers,And laugh at the clownsWho think they can reach meBy just being mean.You cannot affect meI’m not what it seemsTo you — not affectedBy petty insults.I’ve confidence partnerYou lack this result.